We first met at Fengling Ferry,
When he saw Yang Guo, he lost his life.
The snow falls in Huashan without a trace,
Watching the green lantern alone to remember old friends.
When I walked through the mountains, the mountains did not speak.
When I pass by the sea, the sea does not speak,
The bay-red horse ticks, and the sword accompanies me to the end of the world.
Everyone said that I became a monk on Mount Emei because of my love for Yang Daxia.
In fact, I just fell in love with the clouds and clouds on Mount Emei, which looked very much like the fireworks when I was sixteen.
Farewell to Mount Huashan, Guo Xiang traveled across the rivers and lakes in search of Yang Guo. After experiencing the turmoil of his family and country and countless romances, he finally became the master of the Emei sect.
